Ophelia My Orchid
Talking to my orchard as if it was you
Ophelia my orchard
What a beauty to behold
I could look at you forever
And it would never grow old.
🥀🥀 💗💗 🥀🥀
I saw your bud unfurling
Petals formed like a maiden’s lips
You exposed your coloured heart to me
How I marvel at the shape of those lips.
🥀🥀 💗💗 🥀🥀
Each petal should remind you
Of the whispers from my heart
I touch you in a magic moment
That says we will never be apart.
🥀🥀 💗💗 🥀🥀
I will enjoy your beauty
For as sure as there is a new day
This passionate exchange
Will one day fade away
🥀🥀 💗💗 🥀🥀
Ophelia my orchard
I am speechless
What more can I say?
Your form will always impress.
🥀🥀 💗💗 🥀🥀
[ Author’s note: My orchard has just started to flower. I am always in awe of the beauty and complexity of the flowers. On this occasion, I let my mind wander and let it symbolise the feeling of love.]
Till next time,
Calvin.
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Calvin London
I write fiction, non-fiction and poetry about all things weird and wonderful, past and present. Life is full of different things to spark your imagination. All you have to do is embrace it - join me on my journey.
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What a classically beautiful poem. You did an outstanding job with this.
Orchids are beautiful, and so is your poem ^_^
Great poetry, Calvin!!😊💕
🪷🤍I've got a dirty mind and this photo of your flowering Ophelia, has exposed me. But if you look at her again. You are going to see exactly what I saw, so don't look. Don't say I didn't warn you. 🪷🤍Unless you already knew. The first quatrain made me wonder what Ophelia would be thinking — loved by another who cares for her. That even when she grows old, she will still be a beauty to behold. 🪷🤍A maidens lips for the petal. Oh that was a glorious match made in flower land. Coloured heart 👌🏾 🪷🤍Allowing us to view our petals before feeling your touch. Oh my, was that effective. 🪷🤍'Will one day fade away...' time will be ticking. Bringing us back to reality. But foreshadowing the nearing end of this poem. 🪷🤍Then bringing us back into the vibe of the poem, in the last quatrain — you left us again. I thoroughly enjoyed this one.
I love this it’s so beautiful ✍️🏆🦋
Beautifully written. There’s such warmth and tenderness in these lines.